"All we need is LOVE."-1998 Film, "Good Night Mr. Tom"
based on the 1980 novel by Michelle Magorian
Twenty-five years ago today
December 4, 1985
Wednesday
During my haircut yesterday I told Bella, “Listen, I’ll see what I can do about deleting your Installation Charges for your new telephone service.”
I figured ‘what the hell’. She gave me a free haircut.
Chad said, “I may see you at the gym tonight.”
He’s got finals coming and all. I don’t want to detract him from studying. I know he’ll do well even if he can’t spell ‘San Francisco’ or ‘license’ or ‘transferred’ (Ha-ha).
Work was blah-zay. I received a call from Margaret Lai this morning and learned that she’d been sick and NOT on vacation.
Margaret said, “Dex and I had it out last night.”
What that literally means I do not know. It sounded like she was about to cry when she said it though. I felt bad for her. She is coming to the Conference at The Mark Hopkins Hotel tomorrow night. It will be nice to see her and talk face-to-face.
Steph Redding telephoned me, too. She was feeling depressed and I aroused some happiness in to her.
“You made me feel better,” she said.
I’m glad of that. Those words she blurted still ring in my head: “Things never seem to work out for me.”
I feel all of that remains to be seen. Everyone feels this way at one time or another.
After work I went home and I dropped by mom’s house to receive a package that arrived my U.S. mail. Then I raced over to the ’24 Hour Nautilus’ gym in San Leandro. There was no sign of Chad. I did see Bob Maloney doing aerobics. I could tell he was having a hard time with the class today because he hadn’t been too regular with his visits to the gym.
I popped over to MACY’s and found an Estee Lauder ‘White Linen’ perfume gift for mom.
Once home I was attempting to wrap Chad’s ‘December 16th’ Birthday gift when he telephoned. It was a nice surprise.
“I just got off work at the TV studio at eight o’clock. I regret not being able to see you at the gym.”
“That’s okay,” I said reassuringly.
“You know, a good work out takes two hours for me because I do twelve minutes on the bike, one set of twelve reps on the machines, a repeat of one set/twelve reps with the same weight, then six to eight reps at increased weight levels, then twelve more minutes on the bike.”
“I’m tired thinking of all that. I’m not sure if that would kill me or not—but I’m going to try that the next time I go.”
We laughed.
I added, “My goal or New Year resolution for 1986 is to look awesome this summer for ‘on the beach’ days. I can’t wait to get started. I mean, I don’t have to wait until January 1st to get started, do I?”
I telephoned Chad before I went to bed to simply say, “Good night.”
“Pleasant dreams,” Chad replied.
I don’t recall my dreams lately.
Rene Narducci, a coworker at the Office, asked, “Are you losing weight?”
I was thinking about that. I had explained to Chad that I wanted to gain weight, but not fat.
Chad advised, “You need to lift heavier weights.”
That sounds hard to do but I’ve got to try.
Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
-Oscar Wilde
"The Picture of Dorian Gray"
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